Well, my friends. Actually, she doesn’t. One of those had to give … and this week it was the fashion. You want to see where all my fashion is right now? Right there. In that giant mess of a heap on my closet floor. Oh yes, and in that fabulous old soccer uniform that we uncovered in husband’s “glory days” bin. OH YEAHHHHHHH. I know. Please try to hold your applause and holy-hot-mama whistling until the end.
In other unimpressive news this week, I took a nap. That’s right. A big long nap. Right in the middle of finals week. And my big dirty closet. And 2394802 boxes. This is of course the moment that husband chooses to document. Luckily, I unburied an old love note with a stick figure baby at the top that totally made up for it, so he left the scene unscathed.
Anyway. That’s about it folks! I know we’re all feeling super satisfied with what we accomplished in the fashion department today, so you can thank me later.
Like in two weeks, when I decide to come back down from moving heaven. Because moving IS heaven, right?